Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, technically, yes, okay.
How you feeling?
Mom!
# God takes your soul #
But bodies dropping in Charming 'cause of us.
He'd be dead if it wasn't for you.
- Thanks. - Mm-hmm.
I need you to come with me.
- Am I gonna die or not? - No. I don't think so.
It's okay, Gem. It's all good.
If we fire back...
What- What'd you do with him?
- Careful. - I'm gonna have, um-
Murder for hire?
always had one thing that we played out together.
Oh, sure! Should I dress him in a lamb suit?
some A.T.F. Agent you guys pissed off sent Darby a file.
I know you hate me.
- What the hell are we gonna do? - Just you keep your finger in his ass.
you are smarter...
which, I guess, is still kinda gay.
This gig doesn't make sense for you, Ope.
Who the hell is that?
I'll borrow some things.
Unser's cage. We, uh-
I want back in, Jax.
It all ends up in our favor.
I'm not sure.
You have to be the one to break this off.
- Keep him quiet. - Okay.
Church with the fat wife, sex with the black girlfriend.
That's what concerns me.
I'm doing this the same reason you are.
is a theory ain't too far-fetched.
- Get up! - You okay?
But my finger's not jammed up your ass.
Maybe it's time for me to...
We discussed our outstanding issues...
Black on white hate crime? Who gives a shit?
Maybe I came back here knowing the same thing.